Lucky Number 13

On August 10th, Dave and I celebrated our 13th wedding anniversary!

Okay, I can think of a lot of jokes to go along with this event such as each passing year has been"bigger and better" or I could get all sappy and lovey-dovey, or I could also just leave it without going on and on, but anyone who reads my blog knows I have a tendency to be a bit wordy, so why stop now?

Dave and I have been friends since we first met in the 8th grade. That's right 8th grade, which means that we have been friends for most of our lives. Little did either of us know then, that one day we would be BEST FRIENDS and married. Okay maybe Dave knew---he was always a little obsessed with me! Of course, I guess the joke is on me, because now I am a little obsessed with him. Dave and I at our high school graduation in 1993.

Here is our anniversary present to each other: a nice patio set for outdoor dining.

Because Dave's parents were here on this day, they graciously offered to watch the girls while Dave and I went out to celebrate. Dave and I decided on a whim to go to the Melting Pot Restaurant. It's a fondue restaurant and we ate ourselves sick, but it was fun. We enjoyed a cheese course of Wisconsin cheddar and blue cheeses, followed by an entree of meats including lobster, chicken, beef, pork, etc. Then we finished up with a white chocolate amaretto fondue. We cooked and dipped all of it our table. It was a fun experience and we sat at a romantic table-for-two on a balcony overlooking the restaurant. Here's to 13 great years!